I'm back in the ghetto, where I live and work. This is my take on working as a librarian.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

This was my day for drunks

Why I gotta get the questions from the drunks that smell like they had the liquor drip in through an I.V.?The last one kept tellling me he couldn't find the books because his eyes are so bad. Let's try, you are too drunk to read the small print. After I located the book for him, he tells me, "You are so pretty."My response, "Un huh, thank you." Yet he didn't go away, he wanted more.